I swear that I’m seeing things.. Hearing things. In the need of changing some things. Delusions play tricks on me. What’s the difference between reality and fantasy? When I look in the mirror, I’m not even sure what it is that I see. But, whatever it is, it’s not me.

Living life in a black and white dream.. My imagination is so lucid. I can see through it all. Everything is so transparent. It’s apparent that I’ve have never felt this serene. I can see through it all so unambiguously. Please, tell me this isn’t just a erroneous scene. I need some assurance that this is actually me.

I swear this has to be the most idiosyncratic thing. These peculiar illusions never seem to seize. Perplex images of unremitting sex. This may be a bit aberrant or maybe even unusual. Such eccentric marvel. I’m in trance.

Sometimes, I feel your easeful touch against me. Muffled voices telling me to be free. Have you ever felt this feeling of irrelevance? My mind tells me one thing. And these false apprehensions tell me another thing. Jumble, mumble. Everything begins to crumble. And then it all vanishes and I wake up.


About mollyellarae12

What might have been is an abstraction. Remaining a perpetual possibility.. Only in a world of speculation. What might have been and what has been.

Posted on May 7, 2011, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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